“What type of flavor do you think I prefer?" She cocked her head. "The subtle, the delicately made. You're the type of person who wants the mystery inside the flower bud." I can still appreciate the different nuances of the… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share
“I'll say this one more time. I will be gentle. I will be slow. But you don't have the reins.” — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
“You think I ever expected to find a woman with so many of the things I wanted in a relationship? Your sexual nature, your spiritual outlook, your beauty, inside and out. And some things I didn't even realize I wanted until I started taking your class. Every week was the opportunity to learn something new about you, to see if… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share
“ That's when I got it. The rough canvas. God paints our bodies over that, over our heart and soul. It's the eyes that… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
“I can't believe I agreed to this shit. One minute I feel like some lovesick fool; then I remember that kiss, the way you… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
“Tell me you're not going to do anything stupid." "I'm not that kind of guy, Peter." "Not usually, no. But I've seen the look you've got in your eyes. A guy so consumed with his demons he'd throw himself on a min to escape it. Then they send the little polished medal home to the people who love him. You've… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share
“ Oh, for Christ's sake. Nothing is going to make your boy straight, Elaine. I didn't drag him into anything. But you're absolutely right. This is a battle for his soul, and while you may think I'm Lucifer, you sure as hell aren't God. This isn't about you or me. It's about the gift that defines his soul more than… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share
“Thomas eyed the array of hair products on the corner of the tub and snorted. "God, I forget sometimes how gay you are.” — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
“The only thing that ever scared him was finding out there was something he couldn't do, so he damn well made sure there was… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
“He understood that she’d always believed herself cursed, his angel. That she lived on stolen time. That she deserved nothing..” — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
“I held her in my arms last night," he said quietly. "And when I felt her every response, I thought, 'There's nothing else I… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
